| Time, time is a twisted game
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| And I’m watching it moved but I still feel the same
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| Days without you turn into weeks of thinking about you
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| I was wrong when I said goodbye
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| No, nobody knows what we’ve been through
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| No, nobody knows you like I do
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| No, nobody holds you through the darkest streets
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| So leave a little light on for me
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| No, nobody breaks me like you do
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| No, no, nothing aches like it used to
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| I come running home through the darkest streets
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| So leave a little light on for me
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| Time, lost but is never found
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| I’m tired of losing so I’m coming to you right now
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| Days without you turn into weeks of thinking about you
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| I was wrong when I said goodbye
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| No, nobody knows what we’ve been through
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| No, nobody knows you like I do
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| No, nobody holds you through the darkest streets
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| So leave a little light on for me
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| No, nobody breaks me like you do
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| No, no, nothing aches like it used to
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| I come running home through the darkest streets
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| So leave a little light on for me
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| I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong when I said goodbye
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| Leave it on, leave it on, leave it on, leave on a little light
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| I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong when I said goodbye
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| When I said goodbye
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| So leave a little light on for me
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| No, nobody knows what we’ve been through
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| No, nobody knows you like I do
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| No, nobody holds you through the darkest streets
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| So leave a little light on for me
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| No, nobody breaks me like you do
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| No, no, nothing aches like it used to
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| I come running home through the darkest streets
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| So leave a little light on for me
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| So leave a little light on |